[Verse One]
This shithole town, like a horror movie
My mama served the midnight coffee
From the trucker hats to the Fleetwood Macs
That old gas station sound

[Verse Two]
I'm gettin' out, I'll be a dancer
Or porno star, or taxi driver
At a flower shop, at the weed dispenser
I'll be the good doctor in town

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm moving to California
I'm gonna make myself a name
You got two fists full of money
Make it rain

[Verse Three]
They say the brave have fortune's favor
I'd have it made, 10,000 dollars
Eight second-ride, just close your eyes
And make your parents proud

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm moving to California
I'm gonna make myself a name
You got two fists full of money
Make it rain
I'm gonna be somebody's fetish
This girl ain't got no shame
You got two fists full of money
Make it rain